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Yes I’m a spoiled girl but not yours I am the property of a freaking awesome boyfriend shirt

You extend your arm for a handshake with Yes I’m a spoiled girl but not yours I am the property of a freaking awesome boyfriend shirt. I’ve noticed the flirty smirk flashing on your face in just a few seconds as you simply shake our hands while squeezing it a little. She wrap her arms around my neck and buries her face on my chest. Yes. I don’t really like her. She’s a spoiled brat. What she wants, what she gets. I let out a soft moan when I felt his hand roaming at my back, caressing every part of it. Then stopped when he finally found the thing he’s looking for. The zipper. He then pulled it down.

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